I Am In Marvel

? This day, it's almost noon.

People in the New York area were surprised to look up, and three huge metal fortresses could be seen, constantly floating towards the blue sky, casting large shadows over the sky.

Suspicion, depression, fear and other emotions prompted the traffic and pedestrians in the streets to stop, and there was a lot of discussion watching the three steel aircraft carriers forming a triangle at high altitude.

On the fast lane highway leading directly to the city, a black Ford carrying Steve and others with full horsepower, approached at a high speed directly under the aircraft carrier above.

"Sam, drive faster." Steve urged, his left hand still clutching a bald-headed man in a suit with silver-rimmed glasses.

The man in the suit was in the hands of Captain America, and surrounded by the other two people, he dared not move. Under the power of absolute superiority, there was no escape rate of one in ten thousand.

He sat on the seat of the car with a cold sweat on his forehead, his face was pale, and he said in a stubborn manner: "Brothers, I have said everything I should say, where are you taking me now?"

Steve didn't hide it and said bluntly: "It's very simple, we don't have permission to enter the aircraft carrier, and we must borrow your iris and fingerprint to pass through the intelligent system."

The corners of the man in the suit twitched slightly, his face turned pale, and he said unlovably, "Are you the devil?! This way Pierce will kill me!"

"The current director of SHIELD, Hydra spy, Alexander Pierce?"

Steve couldn't help laughing, and Natasha and Sam in the front seat also smiled.

"Don't worry, I guess he can't even take care of himself... dangerous!"

Steve's heart rang loudly, and he sank suddenly, and by the way, his left hand pressed the man in the suit down.

But, it's still half a beat!

'puff!'

The left glass window exploded and shattered. Then, the head of the man in the suit was like a watermelon, bursting open from the outside, and the red, white and white slurry splashed everywhere in the car.

It's a sniper bullet!

Steve was the first to confirm this, moving his hand away from the waist of the headless corpse, and with the other hand, he raised the shield on his back to block the direction of the bullet.

Just after doing this action, a shuttle of dense rifle bullets hit the outer shell of the car body, and more clanging on the shield, and the hollows fell into free fall.

Until the bullet offensive stopped, Steve could not breathe a sigh of relief in the future, Natasha in the co-pilot exclaimed, "Be careful, there are also ahead!"

As if following her warning, Ford's sudden violent tremor, with great inertia in the back, the speed of the car changed from hundreds of kilometers per hour to zero in a few seconds——

The moment the car stopped when the car hit something, Steve leaned his back on the rear seat, his feet slammed toward the roof sunroof, and the entire sunroof cover was damaged and flew out.

He held the seat with one hand, pushed hard with his palm, and his tall body stood upside down and jumped out of the car window.

Coming out of the car, Steve stood firmly on the roof of the Ford car, his sharp eyes glanced forward, and his fearless mind immediately set off the waves.

I saw a military green jeep that collided with Ford, and the fronts of the two cars had crashed into slag.

But this is not the point, the point is that on the roof of the jeep, there is also a young man about 30 years old standing!

The young man wore a cloth mask, with blond dirty curly hair covering his face, and a pair of cold eyes appeared in the meantime.

He was wearing a uniform coat and combat boots. The mechanical metal left arm was particularly eye-catching, and he held an old-fashioned AK47 in both hands.

"It's you, there can be nothing wrong... Bucky." Steve took a deep breath, his face showing excitement.

Since the separation in the latter part of World War II, they have both experienced deaths. After more than half a century, they have finally met again.

But the two people who had fought side by side and were born to death are now facing each other from different positions. Is this God joking?

Steve exhaled and was about to move closer.

The familiar man in front of him called out the familiar name'Buggy'.

The Winter Soldier's depersonalized heart, full of brain thinking of mission instructions, finally felt a little shining memory ripples in the long-silent darkness.

However, it dimmed quickly.

The Winter Soldier was expressionless, mechanically raised the AK47 with both hands, pulled the trigger, and shot at the former comrade Steve who was less than five meters in front of him.

...

SHIELD headquarters building.

Although the three helicopter carriers took off from here, they gradually deviated from their trajectory toward the city center after rising continuously, and are now separated from the surface of the headquarters building by a distance of several kilometers.

At this moment, a silver-haired young man in casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets, came to the front door like a boring walk.

The silver-haired young man raised his eyes, looked around, looking at the stone sculptures holding shields and swords, and shook his head ironically.

He walked a few steps forward and arrived at the closed front door. The infrared ray automatically detected the face and iris.

Then, the machine's prompt sounded, "This user does not have the permission to enter the headquarters, please leave immediately!"

"Yes." Kyle whispered to himself: "Even my permissions have been deleted and changed. I really have all my belongings for others to use."

However, Weiss was not by his side for the time being, this time he only brought one venom.

"In this case, there is nothing to distress." Kyle lifted his left hand, and the black liquid poured out like a horny membrane, covering the entire arm.

Three sharp and sharp dark blades protruded from the bones of the fingers of the fist, and the tips quietly pressed against the three-centimeter-thick tempered glass protective door.

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, located near the top floor of the Director's Office

Pierce stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, shook his eyes and looked at the end of the line of sight. The three aircraft carriers were still lifting off smoothly, prompting him to clenched and loosen his fists from time to time, with sweat in his palms.

Subverting all the kingdoms and forces of the earth, Hydra dominates and changes the world, and now only this last step is missing.

The Hydra organization has been preparing for years of dormancy and tolerance, and all the hard work and energy paid are for the fear of the world at this moment!

So now, Pierce was expecting and nervous. At this moment of intense physical and mental tension, the phone on the office desk rang suddenly.

Pierce stepped forward and saw that it was the headquarters number downstairs. He picked up the microphone and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Director, and, and..." The female receptionist's words were intermittent, and the communication signal was good. It was fear that made her tongue and teeth tremble unfavorably.

An unknown premonition surged in Pierce's heart, and he shouted, "What? Speak clearly!"

In panic, the female receptionist finally said in a complete sentence, "Here comes the symbol of peace and peace!"

"What?!" Pierce took a breath, his round and ruddy face turned pale, and he almost sat down on the office chair.

His most worried thing finally happened.

The hall on the first floor of SHIELD at this time.

The toughened glass protective door is closed tightly as before, except that there is a triangular gap in the middle that can accommodate three people. The section of the gap is smooth as a mirror, and the cut triangular glass lies inward on the floor.

Using the triangular glass as an ordinary carpet, Kyle put away the dark claws, surrounded by a large number of agents in suits and leather shoes, and more armed soldiers approached here for security.